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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Alice stepped off the train.
She really did look like Alice. Her hair was done perfectly and her costume was a work of art.
Silks and chiffon forming the main part of the dress and piny in blue and white but beneath the outer layers was a lattice of rope around her body instead of underwear.
She wore no panties or bra, instead she had been bound in a rope corset and her breasts were bound snuggly so they pushed forwards but couldn't bounce very much making them as firm and lifted as a perfect dolls. The steam billowed from the train and obscured the end of the platform in the evenings dim light. It wasn't that late but at this time of year the light faded quickly. Her black heals clipped on the hard platform of the old station.
As she took a step forwards she saw a woman lounging on a bench, as she stepped closer again the figure unfurled herself, dressed in black latex leggings and heels below and a black corset with scarlet as yellow laces, her nails painted in matching alternate colours and on her head were a feline pair of ears.
She had black slim glasses that hid her eyes a little with reflections of the steam and lights of the station.
Alice thought back to two days ago when this had started, a simple envelope had dropped through her letter box with a simple instruction on it. “5pm, 2 days from now, be ready and waiting outside”
She had done as she had been told, the envelope it had come in had a distinctive mark, a silver M embossed on its plain side. Her Master had commanded her and she would obey.
She had stood outside and a car had pulled up with a young man in it that got out and opened the back door for her “Alice, would you come with me please, we have to get you ready”
She had gotten in and been driven to a small street a few miles away where she was escorted to a simple looking door, once through she was ushered upstairs by a young girl and into a simple room full of mannequins and dresses both ready and being made.
The girl said “Please stand here with your back to the door and your eyes closed once you have undressed completely.” And left.
She had paused for a moment wondering what this was all about, a far more elaborate evening than she had expected. But her Master did so enjoy his games and she did so enjoy playing them in the end, sometimes she won and sometimes she lost but whichever happened she always had a smile on her face.
She stripped off and left her clothes neatly folded to the side.
The door opened and a blindfold was placed over her eyes and earplugs in her ears so she could neither see nor hear. She suddenly smelt a strong scent of vanilla that masked all other odours in the room.
She had felt the gloved hand, encased in cotton, touch her shoulder firmly but gently so as to reassure her of its presence and that it would be touching her this evening. She had then spent some time being tied into the elaborate and intricate work against her skin. The corset around her waist and her firmly held breasts.
The final touch before her costume had been put on her, knee length socks and all, had been the ropes passed either side of her smooth pussy. Two ropes pulling her lips apart and two ropes passing between them that pinched her clit so that every step she took was like having hands and tongues pull and push against her most excited region. She had been wet from the moment they had finished and as she walked towards this woman on the platform should was reminded of how wet she was, as it trickled down the inside of her legs.
“Welcome Alice, there are two ends to the platform leading to different roads, which one will you take I wonder”
“I am not sure, who are you?”
“I am Cheshire” smiled the woman with a mischievous and lascivious grin that made Alice feel her heat rise another notch.
“So which way would you suggest I go? Isn’t that the story line?” Said Alice coquettishly.
“Me? I’d say that depends on my mood. Do I want to go to the party and have tea or…..”her voice dropped to a low husk full of promise and threats…”Do I want to go down the rabbit hole and see what I can find?”
Alice knew that her Master had planned well ahead of her, if she chose the party that is exactly what she would find, probably one full of fancy dress and somewhere in there would be him. She also knew that rabbit holes are dark and her heart raced at the thought of all the possibilities that could lie within.
“Well…..I do want to go to the party. But…..I wouldn’t feel right knowing I had missed an adventure by going the wrong way”
“Clever girl” Said Cheshire “Through the steam, go, and if you get lost pray that the things you find don’t find you first”
Alice walked slowly through the steam, her heart racing as the edge of the platform lights were behind her and she could still not see through the clouds in front of her where she was going.
She heard the laughter of Cheshire behind her, like a bell being rung with a sweet sound that you know carries a warning.
She found the platform carried on and another train coach lay in a siding with a single light above it its door and wooden step to climb up into it. She stepped down from the platform and walked towards the doorway into the carriage, the biggest carrot she had ever seen hung on one side of the door and a bag with a question mark on it in pink hung on the other.
A sign above the door said “Warren” and a note hung from the door handle said “ç Choose è”
She picked up the carrot, rabbits like carrots after all, it was too wide to close her whole hand around and almost as long as a ruler.
She turned the handle and went inside. |
